Erotic Rain
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
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5,301
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7
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Erotic Rain
Title: Erotic Rain
Author: Boo-Boo Kitty-Fuck
Disclaimer: None of it is mine.
Pairing: Charlie/Hermione
Rating: Adult, NC-17, MA
Summary: Gods, he loved it when it rained.
Word Count: 1,001
Genre: Romance
Author's Notes: Written for 100_hpfanfics challenge #66 -- Rain.
Charlie wondered for only a few moments what had woken him up so suddenly. In the couple of seconds that it took his mind to move from sleep to full wakefulness, he realised that it was raining.
Charlie thought that rain was one of the most erotic things on the planet, besides his girlfriend, of course.
The moment after he realised that it was raining, he cursed Molly Weasley.
It was a summer night. Molly had wanted to have a sort of reunion for all of the Weasleys to get together and spend the week with one another. It was, after all, five years after the war had ended and Charlie had not seen his family much since. It was kind of nice to be with his entire family for the week.
But the reason he cursed his mother was because for this week, Charlie had to sleep in his old room with Bill, while Ginny, Fleur, and his girlfriend slept in Ginny’s old bedroom.
And Charlie was hard.
Rain always did this to him. When he heard the soft patter of the raindrops on any surface outside, whether it be the grass or the siding, especially the roof, he just got the tingles. Whenever it would rain, he would get hard, but most of the time, he could merely wake up his girlfriend and shag her rotten.
Unfortunately, she was three floors above him, in a room with the evil French woman and Mrs Potter.
Charlie found it rather unfair for his mother to make even the married couples sleep in separate bedrooms. It was like torture for a week. He decided that he would bring up tomorrow with his mother that she and Arthur should sleep in separate bedrooms as well.
He lay with a hard-on for nearly fifteen minutes before he realised that the rain wasn’t going to go away any time soon. He needed her.
As soon as he moved to get up, however, there was a sliver of light that illuminated the room. Charlie turned over in bed—in case it was his mother or father or one of his siblings—to hide his erection.
It was Hermione.
She walked swiftly over to his bed and smiled. “Charlie,” she said with a soft sigh. “It’s raining.”
“I noticed,” he said quietly and then tugged her arm hard and pulled her on top of him, she made a soft squeak of surprise and Bill moved a little in his sleep.
Hermione shoved the blankets down over Charlie’s hips. “I knew you’d be lying here, hard and just waiting for me to fuck you,” she said in a loud whisper.
“I was about to go up there and fuck you,” Charlie said with a smile.
“I highly doubt that,” Hermione said with a grin as she slowly removed Charlie’s boxers. She undid the tie on her robe, revealing to Charlie that she didn’t wear a thing underneath it.
“You minx,” he muttered.
“We’re always in bed together naked anyway,” she said. “I think it’s stupid that your mother is making us sleep in separate rooms despite the fact that she knows that we have sex.”
“She’s making Bill and Fleur sleep in different rooms and they have a baby. I think she knows that they have sex, she just doesn’t like to encourage it, I guess.”
“Yet she’s begging for grandchildren.”
“Well, hopefully we’ll be contributing to that soon,” he said and caught her eye as she looked away from him. “Why won’t you accept my proposal?” he asked softly.
“I’ve already told you, Charlie. I don’t like being a fiancée…it just sounds strange. I’d rather be your girlfriend until we’re actually ready to get married and right now neither of us are ready for that. I know that I don’t want to share you with children quite yet. I want to all to myself before I have to kick back and be a mother.”
“You’ll be an amazing mother,” Charlie said softly. “I know you will.”
She smiled again and kissed him. The kiss soon grew much more frantic and Hermione took Charlie’s cock in hand and stroked it a few times before giving him a wicked smile and lowering herself onto him. “Gods,” she mumbled into the kiss. “Charlie, you always feel so good.”
“You’re always so fucking wet when it rains,” Charlie murmured.
“I never was until you fucked me every time it rained,” she said with a groan as she moved on him, riding him slowly.
“I can’t fucking stand this,” Charlie said, flipping her over, almost sliding from her warmth but staying just inside. He thrust forward hard and took her mouth in a bruising kiss. He loved that they rarely needed foreplay when it rained because she would always be wet, knowing that he would want to take her hard and fast when the sky let loose its tears.
The sound of Hermione’s moans and the rain together always caused Charlie to come fast. The two most erotic things in the world together, making a wonderful symphony that Charlie had come to love over the last two years that he and Hermione had been dating.
Charlie groaned as it started pouring outside, the sound of it hitting the metal garden shed making him fall over the edge. He shuddered and came into Hermione’s willing body, making her scream out at the feeling of his forceful climax.
He thought that she was so fucking sexy, lying there with her legs spread, her hair fanned out on the pillow, her chest heaving from the workout they had just endured, and he felt the need to agree with her that he wasn’t ready to share her with kids yet. Right now it was their time to be together.
She softly said goodnight to him as she slipped off back to her room, leaving Charlie once more to his thoughts. Before he fell asleep, only one thought crossed his mind.
Gods, he loved when it rained.
Author: Boo-Boo Kitty-Fuck
Disclaimer: None of it is mine.
Pairing: Charlie/Hermione
Rating: Adult, NC-17, MA
Summary: Gods, he loved it when it rained.
Word Count: 1,001
Genre: Romance
Author's Notes: Written for 100_hpfanfics challenge #66 -- Rain.
Charlie wondered for only a few moments what had woken him up so suddenly. In the couple of seconds that it took his mind to move from sleep to full wakefulness, he realised that it was raining.
Charlie thought that rain was one of the most erotic things on the planet, besides his girlfriend, of course.
The moment after he realised that it was raining, he cursed Molly Weasley.
It was a summer night. Molly had wanted to have a sort of reunion for all of the Weasleys to get together and spend the week with one another. It was, after all, five years after the war had ended and Charlie had not seen his family much since. It was kind of nice to be with his entire family for the week.
But the reason he cursed his mother was because for this week, Charlie had to sleep in his old room with Bill, while Ginny, Fleur, and his girlfriend slept in Ginny’s old bedroom.
And Charlie was hard.
Rain always did this to him. When he heard the soft patter of the raindrops on any surface outside, whether it be the grass or the siding, especially the roof, he just got the tingles. Whenever it would rain, he would get hard, but most of the time, he could merely wake up his girlfriend and shag her rotten.
Unfortunately, she was three floors above him, in a room with the evil French woman and Mrs Potter.
Charlie found it rather unfair for his mother to make even the married couples sleep in separate bedrooms. It was like torture for a week. He decided that he would bring up tomorrow with his mother that she and Arthur should sleep in separate bedrooms as well.
He lay with a hard-on for nearly fifteen minutes before he realised that the rain wasn’t going to go away any time soon. He needed her.
As soon as he moved to get up, however, there was a sliver of light that illuminated the room. Charlie turned over in bed—in case it was his mother or father or one of his siblings—to hide his erection.
It was Hermione.
She walked swiftly over to his bed and smiled. “Charlie,” she said with a soft sigh. “It’s raining.”
“I noticed,” he said quietly and then tugged her arm hard and pulled her on top of him, she made a soft squeak of surprise and Bill moved a little in his sleep.
Hermione shoved the blankets down over Charlie’s hips. “I knew you’d be lying here, hard and just waiting for me to fuck you,” she said in a loud whisper.
“I was about to go up there and fuck you,” Charlie said with a smile.
“I highly doubt that,” Hermione said with a grin as she slowly removed Charlie’s boxers. She undid the tie on her robe, revealing to Charlie that she didn’t wear a thing underneath it.
“You minx,” he muttered.
“We’re always in bed together naked anyway,” she said. “I think it’s stupid that your mother is making us sleep in separate rooms despite the fact that she knows that we have sex.”
“She’s making Bill and Fleur sleep in different rooms and they have a baby. I think she knows that they have sex, she just doesn’t like to encourage it, I guess.”
“Yet she’s begging for grandchildren.”
“Well, hopefully we’ll be contributing to that soon,” he said and caught her eye as she looked away from him. “Why won’t you accept my proposal?” he asked softly.
“I’ve already told you, Charlie. I don’t like being a fiancée…it just sounds strange. I’d rather be your girlfriend until we’re actually ready to get married and right now neither of us are ready for that. I know that I don’t want to share you with children quite yet. I want to all to myself before I have to kick back and be a mother.”
“You’ll be an amazing mother,” Charlie said softly. “I know you will.”
She smiled again and kissed him. The kiss soon grew much more frantic and Hermione took Charlie’s cock in hand and stroked it a few times before giving him a wicked smile and lowering herself onto him. “Gods,” she mumbled into the kiss. “Charlie, you always feel so good.”
“You’re always so fucking wet when it rains,” Charlie murmured.
“I never was until you fucked me every time it rained,” she said with a groan as she moved on him, riding him slowly.
“I can’t fucking stand this,” Charlie said, flipping her over, almost sliding from her warmth but staying just inside. He thrust forward hard and took her mouth in a bruising kiss. He loved that they rarely needed foreplay when it rained because she would always be wet, knowing that he would want to take her hard and fast when the sky let loose its tears.
The sound of Hermione’s moans and the rain together always caused Charlie to come fast. The two most erotic things in the world together, making a wonderful symphony that Charlie had come to love over the last two years that he and Hermione had been dating.
Charlie groaned as it started pouring outside, the sound of it hitting the metal garden shed making him fall over the edge. He shuddered and came into Hermione’s willing body, making her scream out at the feeling of his forceful climax.
He thought that she was so fucking sexy, lying there with her legs spread, her hair fanned out on the pillow, her chest heaving from the workout they had just endured, and he felt the need to agree with her that he wasn’t ready to share her with kids yet. Right now it was their time to be together.
She softly said goodnight to him as she slipped off back to her room, leaving Charlie once more to his thoughts. Before he fell asleep, only one thought crossed his mind.
Gods, he loved when it rained.